Bidding Adeu to a Humble Abode

It's nine thirty on a Sunday, and here I stand at the oversized windowsill of the empty apartment that was my home for 3 years. As I cleaned up during the day today, I kept stopping to survey the apartment, and remember all the good, bad and mediocre things that happened over those 3 years. So I figured I'd give a summary of some of the apartments highlights and lowlights.

I moved into this apartment in August of 2005. Two and a half months earlier I had graduated from highschool, and boy was I excited to finally have my own place. It's what any young adult aspires to. So my girlfriend at the time, Brittany, the wonderful girl that she is, helped me to move into the apartment, and even gave me some of the old furniture from her place that they were gonna get rid of. It was a nice little apartment, and I was proud of it.

So two weeks later I started university and my girlfriend started school in The Pas. Loved the long distance bills on those phone calls.

A month after that, me and my girlfriend sat in the apartment with her crying because we were breaking up. Her parents hated me because I didn't have a rich family, and the long distance relationship just wasn't working out too well. It was a sad time, but we both knew it was for the best.

So after that, things started going downhill. I was running out of student loan money, my brother moved into my tiny apartment, and I was starting to get depressed. Winter was approaching, and so the days were short, and nothing happy was happening in my life. I was doing bad in school and nothing seemed to make me happy.

I managed to make it through the winter and come april 2006 I started working again, and paying rent, and getting happier cause it was summer, and by the time fall came again, I had some money saved up again, and got the student loan, and started school and things looked.

Come winter time though, I was doing bad in school AGAIN, and feeling depressed and all that same stuff over again. needless to say, it wasn't the greatest of winters anyhow.

So fast forward to summer, I started work again. summer was the same. worked all day, came home, worked the next day. etc etc.

Winter was better, but nothing significant happened, it was a good winter. Quit university cause I got smart and realized it wasn't working.

Now it's the end of the summer and I'm evicted because work shafted me on hours and I couldn't pay the rent. Oh well.

Yah, the last few paragraphs are rushed because I need to get to bed, gotta be up early tomorrow to get out lol.